Wooing My Ex-Wife by Mr. Adeel

His eyes turned scarlet. He clutched Gwendolyn’s wrist, not noticing that he was gripping her so tightly that her skin was turning pale.

Cedrick shoved him away, wrapped Gwendolyn in his arms, and massaged her wrist.

Gwendolyn sighed. Her tone was stern as she said, “You acted rashly tonight, Treyton. I understand how you must be feeling, but I don’t agree with you giving away fifteen percent of the company’s shares to the Newton family.”

Treyton gaped at her in disbelief. “For all your talk about being sisters with Jennifer, you won’t even save her when she’s in trouble. When have you become so unfeeling, Gwendolyn?”

“Me, unfeeling?”

Gwendolyn was incredulous. Her rage began to boil.

As Treyton had had a traumatic night, she did her best to remain patient. “I don’t want to hold a grudge against somebody who can’t think straight. We’ll talk about this tomorrow.”

Treyton’s gaze grew cold.

Everything that had happened at the party had lost him his wits. “I’ll do it myself if you won’t. My shares, my call.”

He turned to go, but Gwendolyn had enough. Done with coddling him, she dashed forward and slapped him across the face.

Smack!

The crisp slap echoed in the air.

As she had used her full strength, Treyton’s face tilted to the side, and a red imprint of her hand appeared instantly on his cheek. He stared at her, dumbstruck.

Cedrick, too, was stunned. He remained rooted to the spot.

Massaging his stinging cheek, Treyton fumed, “How dare you hit me, Gwendolyn?”

Faced with his accusatory glare, Gwendolyn raised her chin defiantly.

“I’m not hitting you as your little sister but as the head of the Harris family. Now would you calm down? Can you listen to me?”

She looked stern, like the head of the family she was.

fuming, he did

smart man, Treyton. I’ll give you some time to cool down and reflect on your actions. Before you

her, somewhat

as grounding. It’s your

Treyton could say another word, Gwendolyn turned to address Cedrick. “Could you marshal some men who aren’t on

decisively.

to arm every single one of them with batons. You have my permission to beat him up if

to that, she would still be the

no exceptions. If you won’t, we’re going to the

I’m scared of a

me off, I will have you beaten up so severely that you pass out and spend the next two weeks in bed. By then, you would

jaw clenched. He refused to

her arm around Cedrick’s, Gwendolyn left.

me when

watched as she and Cedrick entered the

car did not

footsteps sounded. The smart-looking soldiers surrounded the villa as if they had rehearsed it and left

first instead.

did Gwendolyn and Cedrick disappear

the following morning at her office

things through with Kieran, their relationship had lost some of its stiffness. Though far from being on good terms,

her secretary had

spend the following

HR department arrived with the new secretary and

taking her attention off the documents in her

permission, the two

the manager had an imposing poise and a

did not so much

the secretary’s resume on her table. “This candidate is very well qualified, Ms. Mossey. You’ll like

in typing. She did not look at the documents beside

of my appointments have to be made one week in advance with the exception of special circumstances. You cannot arrive at the office later than me. When I come in in the morning, I

nodded. “Understood,